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Wherefore did they not To trash for over - topping ; new created That hour destroy us The creatures that were mine ; I say , or chang'd Pro . Well demanded , wench ; them , My tale provokes that question . Dear , they durst Or else new ...
Wherefore did they not To trash for over - topping ; new created That hour destroy us The creatures that were mine ; I say , or chang'd Pro . Well demanded , wench ; them , My tale provokes that question . Dear , they durst Or else new ...
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Within this half hour will he be asleep ; As when they are fresh . Wilt thou destroy him then ? Seb . I say , to - night : no more . Ste . Ay , on mine honour . Ari . This will I tell my master . Solemn and strange musick ; and Prospero ...
Within this half hour will he be asleep ; As when they are fresh . Wilt thou destroy him then ? Seb . I say , to - night : no more . Ste . Ay , on mine honour . Ari . This will I tell my master . Solemn and strange musick ; and Prospero ...
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Let them be hunted soundly : At this hour Cal . I will have none on't : we shall lose Lie at my mercy all mine enemies : time , Shortly shall all my labours end , and thou And all be turn'd to barnacles , or to apes Shalt have the air ...
Let them be hunted soundly : At this hour Cal . I will have none on't : we shall lose Lie at my mercy all mine enemies : time , Shortly shall all my labours end , and thou And all be turn'd to barnacles , or to apes Shalt have the air ...
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Here is my hand for my true constancy ; thy master , lose thy service ; and , in losing thy serAnd when that hour o'er - slips me in the day , vice , — Why dost thou stop my mouth ?
Here is my hand for my true constancy ; thy master , lose thy service ; and , in losing thy serAnd when that hour o'er - slips me in the day , vice , — Why dost thou stop my mouth ?
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Egl . The sun begins to gild the western sky : ' Tis true ; for friar Laurence met them both , And now , it is about the very hour As he in penance wander'd through the forest : That Silvia , at Patrick's cell , should meet me .
Egl . The sun begins to gild the western sky : ' Tis true ; for friar Laurence met them both , And now , it is about the very hour As he in penance wander'd through the forest : That Silvia , at Patrick's cell , should meet me .
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| Title | The Plays of William Shakspeare |
| Author | William Shakespeare |
| Publisher | Longman, 1880 |
| Original from | Princeton University |
| Digitized | 4 May 2010 |
| Length | 960 pages |
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